~Avery’s POV~

      Oh my God! I thought when I locked the door to my apartment and collapsed on my bed. I can’t believe that he thought that I wanted a relationship! I was so tempted to take up that offer before I realised that I was no good at them. I had never been able to keep a healthy relationship with anyone – parents, siblings, friends, boyfriends. There had always been something wrong. I was never able to connect with anyone emotionally after everyone who loved me – or were supposed to love me – told me that it wasn’t working out or I had to be better at something. I was broken.

      When guys started using me for one night stands I found that they never judged me on anything except the physical and I liked that. I knew I was hot – I know that I sounded vain but it was true. I knew that guys would like me for my body and so I accepted the life of a complete slut. I didn’t care what others thought of me. I was happy (most of the time) and that was all that mattered.

      But Zach…

      He was different. He actually wanted me! How could I believe that after everything that I had been through? He needed to stay away from me. I wasn’t worthy of his care and affection. He should give his love to someone who can return it.

      I sighed and sat up in bed. Pushing my thoughts away from Zach, I glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost midday! I had a party to go to. Mindy, one of the people I worked with was having a fancy dress party tonight and she had invited everyone!

      I lay back down on my bed again and decided to get some sleep before the party.

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     I walked into the party. People were already wasted and making out all over the place. I saw a couple dry humping each other and three girls licking each others' naked bodies too.

      I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed the first alcoholic drink that came to hand. Downing it, I searched for more.

      “Devil girl. Nice!” I heard someone say.

      I turned because he was talking to me. I had decided to dress up as a sexy devil. My dress was a brilliant red, my boots were thigh high and black and I had red horns in my blonde hair. I saw the guy dressed as Superman and scoffed. He was drunk and there was no way in hell he was getting his hands on me.

      “Want some luvin’ darling?” he asked.

      I laughed. “From you? Never in a million years,” I said flatly. Then I grabbed my drink and walked out the kitchen.

      I danced for while in-between the bodies of sweaty gyrating bodies. I was having fun until some dickhead dropped his beer down my dress.

      “Fucking wanker!” I shouted at him as he laughed at my appearance.

      I ran away from the dancing people as soon as I could and headed up the marble staircases – yeah, Mindy was rich! – and into first bedroom I could find. I headed to the ensuite bathroom and tried to get the alcohol off my dress. Most of it came off but now there was a massive wet splotch on the bodice of the dress. I sighed and sat on the edge of the bathtub.

      The door of the bathroom opened and a guy dressed like Zorro walked in. He was all in black except for a tight white shirt that showed off his abs. There was a black mask covering the top half of his face too.

      “Oh sorry,” he said. “I didn’t realise there was someone in here.”

      “It’s fine.”

      He went over to the sink and wet a hand towel before rubbing it on his shirt. “Some idiot spilt his beer on me,” he explained.

      “Yeah, same here,” I said, pointing to my dress. I looked down and saw that my nipples were showing through. Oh great!

      “Don’t worry, you still look sexy to me.”

      I smiled at him. Oh, he knew how to play when he wanted something. “Thanks,” I said, standing up. “I better be going.” I left the bathroom and headed to the door of the bedroom.

      I was almost there when a hand clamped around my wrist and I was whipped around. His face came up close to mine and without even thinking, I crashed my lips against his. He smiled against my lips and pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around my waist. I gripped my hands in his hair and pulled as he grabbed my ass and lifted me off my feet. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me over to the bed.

      He laid me down and climbed on top of me, his body pressing against mine as his tongue traced my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth eagerly.

      All thoughts left my head though when his lips moved down to my neck and he sucked softly on my sweet spot. I was really getting turned on and it excited me even more that I had no idea who he was or what he looked like.

      His hands practically ripped the dress off my body and his mouth found my breast. I cried out and arched against him as he rolled the nipple in-between his teeth until it was hard. He did the same to the other one and then kissed his way down to my panties.

      In one quick move, my panties were on the floor. He spread my legs and buried his face in my core, kissing me softly. Then his tongue flicked out and ran along my entrance. I gasped at the sensation that it gave me. His mouth found my clit and he sucked on it.

      “Oh God!” I cried.

      I pushed my hips up and clutched his hair tightly as he continued pleasuring me. I could feel my climax building with every tug of his mouth. He slipped two fingers inside of me and started pumping them in time with his mouth. I lost control and screamed as I climaxed. My body was convulsing on the bed and it took a while for my breathing to get back to normal.

      I noticed that he had removed his cape and trousers. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him hard on the mouth while my fingers started to unbutton his shirt. Running my hands down his chest, I traced the toned muscles until I reached his boxers. He immediately shed them and threw them on the ground with the rest of his clothes.

      My hand gripped his erection and I slowly started pumping him as he kissed down my body, paying special attention to my nipples. As he suckled on them, my whole body vibrated with need.

      He pulled away from me slightly and grabbed my foot. Putting it on his shoulder, he spread my legs wider and pressed his erection against my core. He pulled his hips back slightly and then slowly pushed all the way inside of me.

      I tipped my head back and moaned as pleasure pulsed through my body. He moaned too and bent to kiss me hard as he started thrusting and gaining speed. I gripped the ends of his shirt tightly as he continued to slam into me, getting harder and deeper each time. I could feel my climax building inside of me. He grabbed both of my hands and pinned them above my head with one of his. His free hand went to my core and he started rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts.

      “Oh God, yes!” I cried. “Faster!”

      He kissed me as he thrust faster and faster, his fingers doing the same over my clit until I came. My body became limp in his arms, I didn’t have the strength any more. But he did. He hadn’t come yet and so he kept driving into me until he finally cried out in pleasure, unloading himself inside of me.

      He collapsed on top of me on the bed. Our bodies were slick with sweat and our breathing was accelerated. My eyes were heavy and so I closed them.

      The last thing I remember was: “Avery,” coming from a man that smelt of mint and chocolate.